The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

John, his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was

Samuel to the

ago, his seemingly casual action caused a

his body

Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the

words, but Sandra repeated

afraid, and he showed

“Don’t worry about it.

disagreements and fights that hurt other disciples of the same sect

kill someone

and after I’m done, Peter will

quietly remembered the

seems that you’re not

case, don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a

appeared in front of

slap even arrived, the

glance, they appeared like stars falling after one another, giving others an extremely oppressive

appeared to have condensed into a block of steel plate, wanting to block Sandra

that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was like heaven and

another ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met Albert,

his eyes were cold as he used the Ursa Major’s Blurred

received the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s

that he showcased it, his footwork had a sense

Major’s Blurred Shadows

John’s expressions instantly changed.

like Sandra’s, nor

had already attacked, there was no reason to

shouted and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up with the

palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it violently smashed

Bang!

a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves

he did

slapped the

struck, his figure swayed slightly, and it

It was a phantom!

at this time, he heard a

sect,

John’s scalp tingle, and every

wanted to turn around, John was already swept into